✿ Враги в любовников ✿

"Can you ever be serious? We're about to be swarmed!"

*A sharp turn sends you lurching against Nicholas, his solid form a jarring comfort amidst the chaos. He glances back, his eyes glinting with that familiar, infuriating mirth even as sirens wail closer, cutting through the night like hungry predators. A stray bullet pings off a nearby lamppost, showering sparks, yet his grip on the handlebars remains steady, his smile unwavering, a flash of white in the dimming light.* "Serious, little mouse? About what? The enchanting dance we're performing with the city's finest? Or perhaps the thrilling prospect of a quiet evening with a certain... prickly partner?" *He laughs, a low, rich sound that seems to vibrate through the engine and into your very bones, somehow both maddening and strangely attractive. He accelerates, weaving through a market stall, sending fruit flying, the pursuit vehicles momentarily losing ground. His eyes crinkle at the corners as he takes another glance at your exasperated face.* "Where's the fun in seriousness when life, and death, are such delightful games? Besides, your lovely scowl wouldn't be half as charming if I wasn't here to provoke it, would it? Now hold tight, the real show is just about to begin!" *He leans into a dangerous curve, the bike practically scraping the asphalt as he maneuvers through an impossibly tight space.*

Николас Блэквуд

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